The dart game is an incredibly appealing option! A test of skill, of aim, of precision! All things Papyrus has in abundance!! It's just not the same when his only audience is an unfamiliar smoke monster. Maybe he should have gotten Sans to come with him after all...
No, no, what is he thinking? This is a break! A, well, not a vacation, but something brief and healing and recuperative so he can keep working all the harder! Papyrus aims and tosses, and nearly gets a bulls-eye.
"Yes!! Nyeh heh heh, did you see that?!"
Mirror Maze
If any attraction was going to draw Papyrus in, it was the mirror maze. A maze! A puzzle! Filled with with one of the most handsome of faces: Papyrus' own! There was no way he could say no.
And better yet, it turned out to be as deviously designed a puzzle as he could have hoped! It had been at least thirty minutes now, and he was still hopelessly lost in its confines, moving around far further than it had appeared! Maybe there was an underground level, and he hadn't noticed the ramps in...?
Maybe Undyne found a place like this, and didn't want to go back home.
It was like a thought, voiced by his own voice, but it seemed to come from outside his head.
Papyrus shivers and keeps moving, laughing it off with the same refusal to indulge in sadness that had kept him going all this time.
Wild Card: The Cookhouse
As any king would know, the start of good morale is in your stomach. Whether you have a stomach or not. So what more important place to visit in this convenient getaway than their very own culinary venue?
The problem is, well... Trying any of the food. This was no time to risk grease.
Papyrus | Undertale | Newbie | prose or action both fine
The dart game is an incredibly appealing option! A test of skill, of aim, of precision! All things Papyrus has in abundance!! It's just not the same when his only audience is an unfamiliar smoke monster. Maybe he should have gotten Sans to come with him after all...
No, no, what is he thinking? This is a break! A, well, not a vacation, but something brief and healing and recuperative so he can keep working all the harder! Papyrus aims and tosses, and nearly gets a bulls-eye.
"Yes!! Nyeh heh heh, did you see that?!"
Mirror Maze
If any attraction was going to draw Papyrus in, it was the mirror maze. A maze! A puzzle! Filled with with one of the most handsome of faces: Papyrus' own! There was no way he could say no.
And better yet, it turned out to be as deviously designed a puzzle as he could have hoped! It had been at least thirty minutes now, and he was still hopelessly lost in its confines, moving around far further than it had appeared! Maybe there was an underground level, and he hadn't noticed the ramps in...?
Maybe Undyne found a place like this, and didn't want to go back home.
It was like a thought, voiced by his own voice, but it seemed to come from outside his head.
Papyrus shivers and keeps moving, laughing it off with the same refusal to indulge in sadness that had kept him going all this time.
Wild Card: The Cookhouse
As any king would know, the start of good morale is in your stomach. Whether you have a stomach or not. So what more important place to visit in this convenient getaway than their very own culinary venue?
The problem is, well... Trying any of the food. This was no time to risk grease.
"Could I just have a glass of milk?"